Beer seems to be the word on a lotta blogs lately, and I guess I’m no exception.
Maybe because it’s good.
Funny that I developed my taste for wine before I developed my taste for beer, because it seemed like the brews were the drink of choice of most of my friends in my younger years. Maybe it was a foodie snob thing, I don’t know for sure. Don’t get me wrong, I still heart my wine, but I’ve come to appreciate a good beer in the past few years… I guess it’s kinda like my developed appreciation for a good coffee (thanks to Mark and crew). I guess it also helps that beer is generally cheaper than wine, too. 
I do think that wine snobbery helped a bit with this, for I learned a bit about my sense of taste and “Taste Wheels“. BTW, there are taste wheels for coffee and beer, too, which I prolly wouldn’t have ever looked for without my knowledge (albeit a novice knowledge) of wine taste wheels.
I wasn’t really thinking about blogging about beer today, but it’s just funny that as I was thinking about my consumption of malt beverages in the past week or two (and, ahem, its residual effects), I get notified that my department is going out for an early lunch-slash-brunch over at the new BJ’s nearby. Whoo… beer for brunch. I haven’t even finished my cuppa Kona yet, and my cow-orkers are talking about havin’ some beers! Meh… I think I’ll be partaking in the tasty root beer that they have on tap instead. 
The last time I had beer for brunch, it was over at O’Reilly’s with the Reservoir Dog brothers, a.k.a. Andy and Mike… and it was pretty damned good with the Irish comfort food that they serve there.
But it’s prolly not the best idea at 11:30 in the morning during a work day. Heh.
The problem with beer, for me anyway, is that I never know what to order. I see all the beers on tap, and I just close my eyes and pick whatever. Sometimes I end up with something I can drink, like a PBR, which is like sparkling ice water. Sometimes I end up like Stella, which is way too much for me. It’s just luck of the draw I guess.
It’s also somewhat embarassing picking apparently “lightweight piss” beers like Bud and Miller, without knowing their reputation.
*sigh* O’Reilly’s is one of my favorite places to drink in SF. That and Tunnel Top.
*sigh*
I’m telling you, we need to go to Thee Parkside again and get some of that El Toro. Best beer evah. That and the Thirsty Bear Golden Vanilla.
Hmm…I guess what I just proved here is that I really like fruity beer. Please don’t think less of me for it!
Beer at lunch is one of those rare pleasures that I save for particularly good, or bad, days. But it’s always a treat. As if to say “f-you!” to, you know, working.
It’s pumpkin beer season. Mmm. I should try to make a fruity beer one of these days. (Though, I have roughly 10 gallons home brew sitting in my basement aging right now.)
Um, dude? Ben, do you need help with those ten gallons?
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I’m looking for an old acqaintance of my mothers past. He would have been in San Fran in 1975 of march. Red hair, tall, and nicknamed buzz who had the habit of picking up acorns in the park. Please respond to gjdavin@juno.com {Sorry I’m not writing re:your comments on beer.